Britt DS

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With the last spot of vision, with our bodies wrapped tightly around each other, Dommik and I fall into the void. Into the death. Willingly.   As shadow and freeze, we embrace it together.   Then, the bridge is no more.     And neither…           are we.
Britt DS
This is only the beginning of the end and I'm already done.
Goldfinch (The Plated Prisoner, #6)
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